Treasure Hunt all over the World

The convoy had just arrived at the entrance of the Port Bello flea market and was about to stop. Several police cars suddenly chased up from behind. The warning lights kept flashing, and the fire was burning.

After receiving the news, Ye Tian immediately smiled and said:

"Anderson, you take John down to deal with the London policemen who follow. You can tell them bluntly that we are here to visit the Port Belle antique market and have no intention of causing trouble!

The guys who followed us just now, we don’t know what the specifics come from. The London police will do whatever they want. If possible, I hope they will report the situation afterwards.

Matisse, you send a few guys out of the car to protect Anderson and John, and the rest will check the situation at the Port Belle antique market. Since someone is following, we have to be careful! "

"Okay, Steven, John and I get out of the car right away. Leave those guys from Scotland Yard to us. It's not difficult to deal with!"

Anderson's voice came from the headphones, his tone full of confidence.

The John mentioned here is a London lawyer recommended by David, and he is well-known in the London legal circle.

The reason why Ye Tian hired him was to put up a shield in front of him to deal with possible troubles. He didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly. That expensive lawyer's fee was very worthwhile!

Immediately after Anderson, Matisse's voice came over, and he quickly made arrangements.

When the voice fell, the convoy had stopped at the door of the Port Bellou Antique Market, stopping one after another, which was very eye-catching!

"Boom Boom"

Except for the one that Ye Tian and Betty rode in, the doors of the other Benz bulletproof SUVs opened one after another, making a dull sound.

Numerous security personnel immediately walked out of several vehicles, and then quickly dispersed, standing around the convoy, watching the surrounding situation vigilantly, ready to respond at any time.

When the security personnel got off the station, Anderson and John got out of the car, and then, under the **** of three security personnel, went straight to the police cars that followed.

The scene that took place at the entrance of the market fell in the eyes of many people around, and immediately caused a commotion near the entrance of the Port Belle market.

"I'll go! The **** Steven has finally come to the Porte Belle Antique Market, and has made such a big battle, I have a hunch that the Porte Belle Antique Market will experience a tsunami today!"

"Who said no! Today's Portbello antique market is likely to follow in the footsteps of the Paris Saint-Tuan antique second-hand market and be ransacked frantically by the **** Steven.

Fortunately, I only sell glassware. Don't worry about being ransacked by this bastard. Those guys who sell antique art are out of luck today, maybe they will become the target of crazy looting! "

Amidst the discussion, the eyes of many people at the entrance of the Port Bello antique market were very solemn, full of worry, and even a little frightened.

Some guys took a deep look at Ye Tian and their caravan, and walked into the Port Bellou antique junk market in a hurry!

They either go to whistle and check their own goods, and prepare for the terrifying hurricane that can sweep the entire antique market.

The people who walked into the Pottery Bell Antique Market, apart from those who set up shop, work, or come to Taobao and travel here, there is also a figure that Ye Tian is very familiar with.

That's Bowie, the Texas cowboy carrying a backpack and a camera on his chest, looks no different from other tourists!

After passing by the bulletproof SUV that Ye Tian and Betty rode in, Bowie secretly made a gesture of "V" signifying victory, and then mixed in with the crowds and walked into the Port Bellow Antique Market.

Through the car window, seeing Bowie's gesture, a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Tian's mouth, which was fleeting!

When he retracted his gaze from the window, Matisse's voice suddenly came through the headphones.

"Steven, just received the news that Kenny and the technicians of Raytheon Security's UK branch have completed a face comparison, and we have met old friends again.

The guy with the amateur tracking skills I mentioned earlier comes from the Pink Panther. The two guys in the front seats of the car are both famous jewellery thieves, and they are also people that the police are focusing on.

Needless to say, the guy sitting in the back seat of that car and the guy driving two motorcycles are also members of the Pink Panther, either a jeweller or a thief!

It was the idiots of the Pink Panthers who collided with the police in Scotland Yard at the crossroads. They had been broken up and the police were rounding up the idiots.

As for the tracking masters, but they couldn't find out their identity information, the identity information of those guys were kept secret, obviously they had a lot of background, and they were definitely not ordinary people.

Kenny and the others checked the information of the two cars and found that they belonged to an information research company in London. The information company was small in scale and there was nothing unusual on the surface.

Combining these two points, it is now basically certain that the guys in the two cars are most likely from a certain intelligence agency in the UK, maybe MI5 or MI6!

Those guys reacted quickly and had superb driving skills. As soon as the police officers in Scotland Yard blocked the intersection, they immediately reacted and rushed to another street!

The police in Scotland Yard are chasing them, I guess it's no good, even if the police blocked the two cars, as their sensitive identities, Scotland Yard would have nothing to do with them! "

After listening to the news from Matisse, Ye Tian pondered a little, then sneered and said:

"The soldiers are here to stop, and the water is here! Whether those guys are the Pink Panther scum, or MI5 or MI6 agents, don't provoke me, otherwise they will all go to hell!

As for the guys with mysterious identities, Scotland Yard may have nothing to do with them, but I believe that the gossip media in London must be very interested in their identities.

Think of a way to let the wind go, how terrifying how to say, let all the gossip media participate, then even if the media cannot find out the identity of those guys, there will be enough for them to drink!

Inform all the guys, let everyone be vigilant, and be prepared to respond at any time. Today one day, we may all stay at the Port Belle market, don't leave anyone a chance! "

"Understood, Steven, I'll go ahead and set it up, and I can imagine how spectacular the scene is when all the gossip media in London are dispatched.

As for security matters, you can rest assured that we will be foolproof, no matter who you are, don't want to take advantage of us! "

Matisse responded in a low voice, confident in his words.

Just after the voice came down, Anderson and John brought a middle-aged white man in his forties to the bulletproof SUV where Ye Tian and Betty were.

Approaching to the front, Anderson tapped the car window glass lightly and signaled Ye Tian to lower the car window glass. The police officer had something to say.

Ye Tian immediately lowered the window glass, looked at the middle-aged policeman outside the car, and greeted him with a smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Officer, I'm Steven. It's nice to meet you. The weather is really good today. I don't know what you want to do with me?"

Not bad ass! I'm not in the mood to discuss the weather with you crazy bastard!

The middle-aged policeman murmured to himself in anger, his teeth were itching with hatred, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

"Good morning, Mr. Steven, this is George. I am in charge of the security and safety of the Portobello Antique Market. I am also very happy to meet you. Welcome to the Portobello Antique Market!

We already know what happened just now, and your two lawyers have also explained. Thank you for the information you provided to the police. Hope you can continue to cooperate with the police in the future! "

As he said, George glanced at Anderson and John who were standing by and ready to rush to bite, cursing in his heart, but helpless!

Ye Tian and the others couldn't be more familiar with everything that happened next, and they were already commonplace!

George warned Ye Tian and told them not to make trouble in the Potbelu Antique Market. The police will send people to follow them to ensure their safety and monitor their actions!

When he said this, George was very cautious, carefully speaking, lest he could leave any handle, and he would be caught by Anderson and John, and then rushed to bite him. He absolutely didn't want to see that.

Just as George warned Ye Tian cautiously, the Pottery Bell Antique Market was already a sensation.

Everyone who sets up shop and works in the market already knows that Ye Tian came to the Port Bellou Antique Market, right at the door of the market, and will soon enter the market!

Hearing this news, almost everyone's complexion changed, and there was a sense of imminent disaster!

And various news media all over London ~www.ltnovel.com~ received a message almost simultaneously.

A fierce gun battle broke out at a crossroads near Notting Hill, and a group of unidentified guys appeared. The police were chasing those crazy escape guys in the city.

As soon as the news was received, many gossip media reporters in London rushed to the streets and drove straight to Notting Hill.

Just after driving down the street, many media reporters and paparazzi received another news that Steven took his group of sturdy and unusual men and appeared near the Port Bellow antique junk market.

Both things happened near Notting Hill! Does this need to be asked? That shootout is absolutely inseparable from Steven's crazy bastard!

Thinking of this, many media reporters and paparazzi were very excited, and even cheered directly.

awesome! Today’s headlines are here, and Steven, as a bastard, really deserves his name, and is a veritable headline maker!